I agreed to meet with her and give it a shot. I warned her about my hesitation. When she actually came, I couldn't do it. We agreed to have sex anyway...and use condoms. I said maybe I could get past it in the heat of the moment and take the thing off for her. We met like this for a few months and the last time we met, I actually gave her my sperm once at the very edge of her window of fertility. It felt so good shooting it into her but after, my mind was racing with "what have I done' thoughts.. Mother is not what you think! What you think is all a lie, and it will fuck up your life unless you and the others see it.” I said.“Bullshit. You’re lying! You need to get in there and apologize.“ She yelled.“No.” I said.“Then I’ll make you!“ She shouted.I started stretching. I focused on staying calm, living and fighting in the moment. I had to block out outside distractions. I had to block out analyzing her movements. I had to rely on instinct.“What are you doing?” She asked.“Stretching. If. Well, my suggestion is that you speak with Rachel and then we have a families meeting. Perhaps on Friday evening." Sounds good." Oh. Nothing to your mum until you've spoken to Rachel." Thanks. Really, thanks." What are you doing next?" I'll find out." I called Rachel's mobile. "Hi ... Where are you? ... Oh ... Okay ... Where? ... In an hour? ... I'm sure ... Bye." I looked at dad. "They're at the park, in City Beach. Can you drop me there in an hour?" Of course. There's something I need to talk. It did not work out. Susan went with another boy. At the dinner table, the night of her senior prom, Sally did not feel like talking. She ate quickly, and went to her bedroom, and closed the door. When I saw her several hours later, I could tell she had been crying.While this was happening, my marriage was crumbling around me. My wife was beautiful. When we got married I thought I was the luckiest man in the world. My wife did not think she was as fortunate. Our relationship was always more.